boyutpedia Chapter 99 Natural Disaster
Chapter 99 Natural Disaster
Chapter 99 Natural Disaster
There was no dizziness, nor did I feel like I was being forcibly pulled.
His vision seemed to pass through a layer of rippling water, revealing a blurry and distorted space.
Deep within the space, there seemed to be mountains and sky, but everything was shrouded in a hazy mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
An invisible barrier completely separated him from that world.
He tried to extend his consciousness forward, but it was as if he had hit a soft yet tough wall, and he could not penetrate it no matter what he did.
"Can't get in?"
Song You withdrew his consciousness and seemed to be deep in thought.
The log's function description uses "open" instead of "enter".
This suggests that he may not yet meet the requirements for entry.
What is the purpose of this feature?
Song You looked around the room, his gaze falling on the few remaining Red Dragon Nest Fruits on the plate on the table.
If consciousness can't overcome it, what about physical things?
He reached out, picked up a plump bayberry, and placed it in front of the invisible ripples of water that only he could perceive.
Then, he concentrated and tried to gently push the fruit in his hand forward.
There was no resistance encountered.
The Red Dragon Nest Fruit simply vanished into thin air.
Song You paused for a moment, then closed his eyes and carefully sensed the surroundings.
It sank without a trace, leaving no ripples.
He felt no energy feedback and heard no sound; the fruit that had been sent in seemed to have vanished completely.
"No response?"
Unconvinced, he grabbed three more fruits and repeated the same action.
The three Red Dragon Nest Fruits also vanished without a trace.
The result was the same.
Song You waited for a full five minutes, but the space known as the "Terra Small World" remained completely silent and unchanged.
"It seems to be a one-way teleportation system, and it's not very useful for now."
He's not one to dwell on things; since he doesn't understand it now, he'll just leave it for now.
The most urgent task is to handle the current situation properly.
He stood up, walked to the window, and carefully watered the little Bodhi tree that had just escaped death.
After doing all this, he leaned back in his chair and began to plan another important matter.
Senior chef Wang Tong's special-grade chef assessment.
This is being held at my own agritainment business, and the guests are all wealthy and influential. It's an excellent opportunity to build a reputation and expand my network.
It must be handled properly.
Terra, Gloria Empire, Blackwood Province.
Hess Castle, shrouded in thick fog year-round, is now teetering on the brink of collapse.
Inside the towering council chamber of the castle, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
"Your Excellency, our food supplies will last for at most three days."
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Knight Commander Reiner, a burly man with a hideous scar on his face, reported in a hoarse voice.
The flames in the fireplace flickered, illuminating the pale face of the middle-aged man at the head of the table.
Baron Hess, the lord of this land, gripped the armrests of his chair tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"Three days?" he murmured to himself, his voice filled with a sense of helplessness.
Outside the castle, the once fertile land had long been swallowed up by a natural disaster known as "Withering and Decay".
Black, decaying vines covered the earth; all plants withered, and all living things wailed.
Only the small area around Hess Castle, protected by some force, barely managed to maintain its vitality.
But now, even this last piece of pure land is about to collapse.
The knights on the outskirts are fighting the monsters that crawl out of the withered land every day, suffering heavy casualties.
Reiner looked at the silent Baron, took a step forward, and lowered his voice.
"My lord, is there still no news of that druid?"
"This territory of ours was originally a miraculous land opened up by that lord, as long as he is willing to take action."
Baron Hess's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
He slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes filled with bloodshot veins and despair.
"Leiner...."
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"That person has been completely out of contact for a month."
He kept this secret from everyone; as the lord, he couldn't let the last hope be extinguished as well.
But now, he can't hold on any longer.
Reiner was struck dumb, frozen in place.
"Lost...lost contact? How could that be! I thought the adults were just in deep seclusion—"
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"Without the energy supply from the Emerald Heart Academy, how long can the castle's protective magic array last?"
The baron closed his eyes in anguish: "Two days at most."
"We must break through!" Reiner decided immediately. "A hundred miles to the east is Earl of the Angry Lion's territory. If we can get there, we can hold out."
"No." The baron opened his eyes, his tone resolute. "I will not give up Hess Castle. It is the legacy of my ancestors and the last piece of pure land left by that lord."
"But sir!"
Leiner wanted to persuade him further, but the heavy wooden door of the council chamber creaked open.
A blonde girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing an exquisite lace dress, walked in rubbing her eyes.
"Father, I'm hungry. Why hasn't lunch been brought yet?"
She is the Baron's daughter, Ella.
Upon seeing his daughter, the baron's despair was instantly replaced by a surge of rage.
"Ella! Didn't I tell you to pray devoutly to the druid statue in the prayer room?!"
"What's the use of praying?" Ella curled her lip dismissively. "I'm so hungry I can barely walk, and that person hasn't conjured up any bread for me."
She pointed outside the door: "Besides, isn't there a maid named Leah kneeling there in my place? She's much more devout than I am, and you see, she got a response?"
"you!"
The baron was trembling with rage. He suddenly stood up, grabbed Ella's wrist, and dragged her out.
"I'll show you what true devotion is today!"
Leiner watched the lord and his daughter's retreating figures, opened his mouth as if to speak, but ultimately let out a heavy sigh.
He turned around, looked at the knights behind him who also looked tired and numb, and waved.
"Continue patrolling."
The prayer room was dimly lit.
In front of a single, half-human-sized druid statue, a few candles were lit, exuding the fragrance of grass and trees.
The statue depicts a man with an indistinct face, holding an oak staff, and entwined with vines and branches.
A maid dressed in coarse linen clothes was kneeling on a prayer mat in front of the statue of a god, her hands clasped together, muttering incantations. Her body was swaying precariously from prolonged kneeling and hunger.
"Father, you're hurting me!"
Ella was roughly dragged in by the Baron.
"Kneel down!" the baron shouted, pointing to another futon next to the maid.
"No!" Ella stubbornly raised her head. "Praying is useless! Look at Leah, she's been kneeling since morning, and what has she gained besides almost fainting? The idol hasn't even reacted!"
Her voice, sharp and biting, echoed in the small prayer room.
The baron raised his hand in anger, but hesitated to strike.
Because what my daughter said is true.
Despair, like a tidal wave, overwhelmed him once again.
Just as Ella was pursing her lips, preparing to say something more to mock the ridiculous ritual.
An unexpected change occurred.
Suddenly, without warning, a soft and warm golden light emanated from the ancient, unadorned, and motionless druid statue!
The light was not dazzling, but it instantly illuminated the entire dim prayer room.
"what!"
The maid, Lia, gasped and fell to her knees, her body trembling even more violently.
The Baron and Ella were both frozen in place, staring dumbfounded at the unbelievable scene before them.
Amidst the light, a fist-sized, plump, dark red fruit appeared out of thin air and then floated lightly onto the stone altar in front of the statue.
"Gurgle."
The fruit rolled once and then stopped.
The golden light then dissipated.
The prayer room was dark again.
Only the red fruit, exuding the fragrance of kiwi, lay there quietly, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.